When my son was a toddler, I went to a parenting seminar. I don't even remember what this particular one was about, but the speaker imparted a bit of wisdom that I return to again and again as I view human behavior and current events.

  It is… Read full post »

Since when did parenting become a contact sport?  Just as questioning another woman’s occupational choice is more about the attacker than the victim, using a child as a parenting medal is more about the parent than the kid. I’ve stopped going to PTO meetings.  They depress me. … Read full post »

The shortest distance between two points is a straight line.  I remember doing the proof.  Euclid lived in the theoretical world.  He might have had point A and point B all locked up, but he didn’t know diddly about planning.

My son and his friends went to see the movie 21… Read full post »

Imagine if they threw a war, and nobody came

Yesterday was a big day for me.  Two very personal posts hit the ether in two different blogs, one about finding your passion, and the other about my personal struggle with depression--throwing one life away with both… Read full post »

I went to hear Glennon Melton of Momastery speak today at a women's networking function.  She was warm, real, and empathetic, and the women who attended bared their souls to her, and to everyone in the room.  It was a powerful glimpse into the power of community. … Read full post »

My son says that he doesn't daydream.  He's a very poor liar (or a frighteningly good one, I suppose) so I believe him.

After hearing he was bored for the 1,000th time, I told him that he needed a hobby.  He told me he didn't… Read full post »

I love watching cooking shows, which is ironic, since cooking for my family makes me want to impale myself on a wooden spoon.  It wasn't always that way.

I discovered my love for cooking as a single woman, living alone.  After months of peanut… Read full post »

The Cadbury eggs did me in again.  Or maybe it was Target. Both took their toll, the perfect storm of incrementalism.

I was at Target to buy cleaning products.  While I was there, I got some paper products too, and some Ziploc bags, a Yoga… Read full post »

Don't annoy the writer, they might put you in a book and kill you -- Anonymous

I worry about who might read my book.  I'm not talking about the generic, nameless reader.  I care about them.  Care and worry are two different animals.

I worry about … Read full post »

My son slept through his alarm again today.

In his defense, he does have to get up ridiculously early.  It's completely counter to his biology.  In their teens, children become creatures of  darkness, like the vampires in Twilight, only slower moving and less sparkly.  That wa… Read full post »

We begin with a haiku... 

Facebook timeline says

2009 - Got Married ♥

Ssssssh.  Don't tell hubby

Up until this morning, I've ignored Facebook timeline.  If I paid attention to every change in Facebook's format, I'd have no time for haiku.  Not a tradeoff I… Read full post »

I've seen the enemy, and it's a pastel, candy-coated chocolate egg.

I've already had four and it's only 7:00 a.m.  They were very tasty at the time, but right now, I'm wishing I'd shown the will to resist.

In a classic experiment, a researcher… Read full post »

I always get excited when Spring break rolls around.  I think about all the things I've longed to do, how I'll catch up on some long-neglected tasks.

Then I remember.  I'm a Mom.  Moms don't get a Spring break.  In fact, we have the opposite of Spring break,… Read full post »

Meet Teddy, the perennial loser.

 He used to be president.  Now he's a giant-headed mascot at Nationals Park.  Midway through the 4th inning, he and three other former presidents (Washington, Jefferson and Lincoln) race through D.C. to the home-plate finish line. Teddy always loses… Read full post »

The first man I ever loved was Fred Rogers.

I'd pretend to make dinner in my play kitchen and imagine his sweater and sneakers were in my closet.  I'd have the table set for dinner and when he got home, we would eat hamburgers and talk… Read full post »